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Sitting on the steps, tugging at the sleeves of his shirt, Jason waits.
He'd made the reservations a week ago, at a very nice restaurant in Paris. Third floor private balcony, overlooking the Seine with a great view of the Eiffel Tower.
Yeah, stupid and sappy and romantic. Hopefully Gabe wouldn't think he was stupid for it.
He fiddles with the pinpoint, watching down the hall for his husband.
He'd made the reservations a week ago, at a very nice restaurant in Paris. Third floor private balcony, overlooking the Seine with a great view of the Eiffel Tower.
Yeah, stupid and sappy and romantic. Hopefully Gabe wouldn't think he was stupid for it.
He fiddles with the pinpoint, watching down the hall for his husband.
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Date: 29 Nov 2005 19:25 (UTC)"As you wish, Baby. It's my gift to you. I give you the control. I give you me."
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Date: 29 Nov 2005 19:41 (UTC)Curling up against his mate, he nuzzles against Gabe's neck.
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Date: 29 Nov 2005 19:52 (UTC)"I try and remember my life before you,' he murmurs. "My mind won't let me. Not in the least."
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Date: 29 Nov 2005 20:19 (UTC)Looking out the window, he watches the city go by. "Why is it, I never cared about anything outside of St. Louis and now I want to go everywhere?" He gives a harsh laugh, shaking his head. "And can I sound anymore like a chick?"
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Date: 29 Nov 2005 20:21 (UTC)Purring a little louder, rubbing against Jason.
"Hope, baby. We didn't have it. So what did it matter what was out there? It's all changed though."
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Date: 29 Nov 2005 20:46 (UTC)"Everything has changed. And it's only going to get better."
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Date: 29 Nov 2005 20:55 (UTC)"Only better. I'd given you stars, the world on a string. My baby. My pup. Mine."
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 01:57 (UTC)Grinning like a contented cat, he pays the driver and slips out of the car, wrapping his coat around him and shivering in the cold air.
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 03:26 (UTC)Whimpering softly as he followed Jason, tugging the long coat around him a little as he took Jason's hand.
"You, my love, are a bitch,' he murmured, leaning down to kiss him tenderly.
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 03:31 (UTC)"I'm not a bitch." Glances at Gabe, and winks. "Yet. That'll come when we're at the top."
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 03:55 (UTC)"Oh god, you're going to drive me insane, aren't you?' Groaning softly, bending to kiss him again. And then again. "Love you."
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 04:04 (UTC)He skipped the first deck altogether, pulling Gabe right to the second elevator. He wraps his arms around Gabe, whispering so the few others in the car won't hear.
"Ever been blown in a glass elevator?"
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 04:13 (UTC)"What?"
Snapped a little too loudly, blinking as he gave Jason a goofy grin.
"Uhmmm, no?"
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 04:40 (UTC)He wanders slowly around the deck, waiting for it to clear out a bit, looking over the city.
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 04:42 (UTC)And Gabe couldn't really bring himself to look at anything but Jason. Blonde hair fluttering in the breeze. Lanky form moving with a grace that not even most preternaturals could touch. He was, in a word, beauty.
Pride swelling Gabe's heart until he couldn't stop smiling. That was his husband. The man he loved.
His everything.
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 04:58 (UTC)He finally ducks into a secluded corner, his back to the rail and wraps his arms around Gabe, the heavy coat covering them both. He stares up at Gabe, watching as the lights from the city illuminated his face.
"Love you."
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 05:12 (UTC)Sighing as his eyes closed, head resting atop Jason's. "Yours."
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 05:16 (UTC)Running his fingers lightly over Gabe's spine, he smiles. "Yours, always."
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 05:38 (UTC)He smirks, licking Gabe's lip. "Besides, at home, we have this thing called 'central heating'. It keeps me from freezing to death."
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Date: 30 Nov 2005 07:09 (UTC)And then he gives a sound like a kicked dog, yelping at that denial.
"Baby?" Purring, rubbing against Jason like an attention starved kitten.
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